Our breath is bared in joy or sorrow
Our heart beats us up, one beat at a time
Our mind keep us in time, so we think, or some in thought
Our soul flies high or low, to good or bad, where will it go?
Our spirits are bought with His blood, so feel the freedom flow
Our bodies are home, built with bone, one temporary loan
Our journey, some to Heaven, some to Hell, only the book of life will tell
Our purpose do we know? One of two ways, all will go!
Our total sum of life is death smiling or whispering, the way do we know
Sow the reaping
Salvation or Damnation?
Some hearts black, some in glow
Some holding on, some letting go
Grasp the wings or feel the fire
Swing high or fly low
Laughing or weeping
In the end, your choices, God will know
By Bea Duran